A Reflection for Christmas Day

My world was changed forever when I was told that I was going to have a child. My life took on a totally new direction and the many fears and concerns that arose were assuaged by the awe and wonder and gratitude that I felt. With my body I nourished the little being within me and in my heart knew that I would give my all to cherish and protect this gift-child for as long as I was able.

A Reflection for the Fourth Sunday of Advent

We all know that feeling of joy that surfaces when a good friend takes time to visit us. I have one particular memory of a close first-cousin who surprised me with a visit when I was working in Zambia some years ago. She arrived on my doorstep unannounced – unannounced to me that is! Everybody else knew that she was coming and had arranged that when she would surprise me I would be freed up from parish commitments to be able to have quality time with her.

A Reflection for the Third Sunday of Advent

The poorest person in the Christmas story is the innkeeper who said ‘no, there is no room in my inn’. He gets left out of all the wonderful happenings: the chance to see the new-born king; an encounter with Mary the Mother of God and Joseph the foster father of Jesus, the excitement of the shepherds and hearing all about the angels.